Fortunately, they are related, otherwise, they would have been kicked out long ago and only one month's salary would be deducted.
The doorman was so aggrieved. He never thought that when someone needed to buy sanitary napkins, it was not because he was bleeding profusely, but because his aunt was here.
He wanted to slap himself in the face, scold himself for having such a rich imagination, scolding himself for being so nosy.
After the Xianzaren left, Yang Zimei and Long Zhutian were no longer in any mood.
Long Zhutian's head was full of black lines and he put his arms around Yang Zimei and sat on the sofa. Even the desire that had not yet been resolved by himself was gone.
"It's okay, it's okay. In another week, you can do whatever you want."
In order to ease the dull atmosphere and comfort his hurt mood, Yang Zimei smiled deliberately and said, "There are many days when my aunt doesn't come to visit."
Long Zhutian was embarrassed, thinking that her stomach would be very uncomfortable during this period, so he stretched out his hand to touch her belly and asked, "How is it? Is it very uncomfortable?"
"I'm a little uncomfortable, but it's nothing serious. I just need to take a rest."
Long Zhutian held her up and sat on his legs, using his palms to massage her lower abdomen with heat.
This made Yang Zimei feel a little more comfortable.
It was only at this time that she showed that she was as delicate and in need of care as ordinary girls.
The phone rang. It was a call from home.
"Niuniu, today is your birthday. You have to go home for dinner. Grandma has stewed the chicken soup and prepared the meal."
Father Yang Qing said.
"Okay. I'll go back later."
"Have Zhutian returned from the United States? Bring him over to have dinner with you."
A year ago, Yang Zimei officially introduced Long Zhutian to his family. Everyone saw that Long Zhutian's majestic appearance and temperament matched Yang Zimei. What's more, they had no ability to interfere with Yang Zimei, so they happily accepted the offer.
Future son-in-law.
"Okay, he's back and he's with me now."
"Well, go home early."
After hanging up his father's phone, the phone rang again. It was Jiang Ziliang's, "Master, I wish you a happy birthday!"
"Thank you Zi Liang."
"Today's mission is urgent, so I can't rush over to congratulate you on your birthday in person. I'll make up for it as soon as it clears up tomorrow."
Jiang Ziliang said.
"Haha, I'm not celebrating my seventy-eighth birthday. It's a normal thing to celebrate a birthday. Just go about your business. There's no need to make a special trip back."
Yang Zimei smiled, and then said in a tone of sudden realization, "I know, the drunkard's intention is not to drink. It's a lie that you came to congratulate me on my birthday. See Sadako is real."
"Master, I'm wrong. Disciple, I sincerely congratulate you on your birthday, and then I went to see Sadako by the way. Birthdays are very common, but your birthday is quite extraordinary, right? You are eighteen years old..."
Jiang Ziliang smiled evilly.
Since falling in love with Sadako, his entire mental state has changed. He is no longer as taciturn as before. He has become bright and likes to joke.
Anyone who is familiar with her and Long Zhutian knows that they will wait until she turns eighteen before breaking the law.
Unexpectedly, people are not as good as God. If they knew that this series of embarrassing things happened here today, they would probably laugh to death.
"Go away, are you making fun of Master like this? It's treasonous!"
Even Jiang Ziliang made fun of him like this. Yang Zimei was so embarrassed that he cursed and hurriedly hung up the phone.